1971 Yang Xiaotao with a cold face and a warm heart(2/2)
Not to mention mental health!
"Do you know how I felt at that time?"
Yu Zecheng's voice was hoarse and his expression was even more depressed, "I don't know, I don't even know what to say."
"I really want to say sorry to them. I really want to tell them that it was caused by our mistakes in our work."
"I also want to tell them that we will compensate..."
"But I can't say it."
Yu Zecheng clenched his fists tightly, suppressing his inner emotions.
He has seen a lot of misery in the world, and even saw his comrades being persecuted and sacrificed with his own eyes when performing missions...
But the thought of being wronged by one of his own and having no peace after death made him feel chilly.
And the only thing he can do is to reduce the occurrence of such tragedies.
"This kind of person deserves to die, really deserves to die."
In the end, the old Taoist couldn't help roaring, and his face became ferocious.
"Senior!"
Yang Xiaotao stretched out his hand to cover Lao Dao's arm, and then said with relief, "The man has been arrested, and he will be nailed to the pillar of shame for the rest of his life."
Yu Zecheng nodded, "We won't let him die easily. At least we won't let him die until his crime has been fully punished."
"Right!"
Yu Zecheng suddenly looked at Yang Xiaotao with a serious expression, "We want to thank you for this operation."
"Without your efforts, we wouldn't be able to reach this point."
"If you allow it, more comrades will be harmed."
Hearing this, Yang Xiaotao lowered his head and picked up the water glass to drink.
If Yu Zecheng walked in, after hearing these words, he would definitely snort, and then say, 'Don't look for me again from now on.'
But after hearing Yu Zecheng's narration and the words from the old man's mouth, Yang Xiaotao couldn't even hum.
He tried to put himself into the roles, whether it was an old man who lost his son, a child who lost his father, or someone who lost their husband or wife.
When he thought of their loved ones who sacrificed for their ideals, but were unjustly wronged in the end, the feeling of powerlessness, anger, and even humiliation made him unable to say a single word of encouragement.
"Lao Yu."
Yang Xiaotao put down the cup, then looked at Yu Zecheng and said seriously, "I said a lot before."
"But, after listening to you say so much, I suddenly realized that saying those words again is disrespectful to you and to the thousands of comrades who have paid for this."
"If you really want to thank me, just have a drink with me tonight."
Yu Zecheng's eyes were moist, he suddenly laughed, and then let his tears flow down.
Originally, he was thinking about how to thank Yang Xiaotao.
Originally, he was worried about how to make the horses eat well.
He had even prepared his words and had a good chat with Yang Xiaotao.
But now, he found that he had underestimated Yang Xiaotao's consciousness.
Maybe this guy is a "cold-faced" person.
He was sure that if something like this happened again next time, Yang Xiaotao would still cooperate as long as he opened his mouth.
Not for anything else, just because his name is Yang Xiaotao.
When the old Taoist heard what Yang Xiaotao said, his originally serious and dignified cheeks softened.
The people he values will not let him down.
"Okay, then I will sacrifice my life to accompany you."
Yu Zecheng wiped his eyes and then spoke seriously.
"Why would you risk your life to accompany you?"
Wang Dashan's voice suddenly came from the door, and then he saw Wang Dashan walking in carrying a roasted pig ear, followed quickly by Zhou Kui.
"Uncle Dashan, what we said is that we won't come home until we get drunk tonight."
Wang Dashan smiled after hearing this and said, "We are indeed not going home until we are drunk, but you may not be the same."
Hearing this, Yu Zecheng also laughed, "No, we are all drunk, you can still drink."
Yang Xiaotao shook his head, then picked up Wang Dashan's pig ears, walked to the kitchen and cut them, then found two cloves of garlic, minced them and put them in soy sauce, plus the roast duck brought back by the Taoist, a total of six dishes, which were quickly eaten.
Serve on the table.
Yu Zecheng had already filled several people's glasses with wine. As soon as Yang Xiaotao sat down, he picked up the wine glass and said, "I can't afford three glasses to accompany the three glasses. Let's drink one first."
Yang Xiaotao also picked up the cup, "To be honest, this is the first time I've seen you so open-minded when I drink with you."
Yu Zecheng snorted coldly, "You haven't seen me when I was young. It was a foreign land ten miles away, full of entertainment and entertainment, and you could come and go as you pleased..."
After Yang Xiaotao heard this, he asked coldly, "Does Sister Cuiping know?"
"You guy, you really can't help but pick up the pot."
"We weren't together yet at that time."
After Yu Zecheng finished drinking the wine, Yang Xiaotao picked up the bottle and filled it up, then said, "Haha, I just like hearing you talk about the past."
"Get out~~"
"You have no good intentions!"
"Haha~"
Wine glasses clinked from time to time, and everyone in the room chatted about their experiences and the past.
When the moon above the head becomes brighter and brighter, the meal is over.
Zhou Kui was the first to be unable to hold on.
And the facts prove once again that strong people may not be able to drink.
Wang Dashan helped Zhou Kuixian back home, although he himself was staggering.
However, with the help of Wang Xiaohu, the two of them returned to the house smoothly.
Among the remaining three people, except Yu Zecheng, whose face was a little redder, the other two were considered normal.
It's just that Yang Xiaotao is more sober than Lao Tao.
Supporting Yu Zecheng, Yang Xiaotao and the others came to the backyard.
"I said, when will Wangwang come back? Don't imitate Liu Bei and borrow money from Jingzhou and never pay it back."
Arriving at the door of the backyard, Yang Xiaotao asked.
"Don't worry, it won't be lost."
Yu Zecheng muttered, feeling his stomach churn a little, but luckily he couldn't vomit it out.
"Humph, you can't afford to pay for it if it's lost."
After saying this, he sent Yu Zecheng into the house, and the old man waved his hand and went home to rest.
Yang Xiaotao then went home to sleep.
After returning home and putting the food in the kitchen, Yang Xiaotao lay on the bed to rest.
Chapter completed!